I lapped up her juices and she starts fucking my face with her pussy like there is no tomorrow. Yes, on one side I was thinking heck if someone saw us... and took a video – we are screwed.But then my instinct took over me. I got up and removed my pant. I released my dick and held her face. I choked her with my cock into her sweet hole she called a mouth. I looked down and the scene was something you would love to take to your grave.She was looking at me a with lust filled eyes. I knew it was now. She used placed her hands on the wall for balance and began thrusting her pussy into my face while I licked and sucked her wet cunt. This continued for at least five minutes, with her having her first orgasm of the evening. I attempted to pull her and straddle my cock, but she said, “Hell no, I’m nowhere near finished with your mouth." I love to eat pussy and I didn’t mind, but I had a little surprise for her. She stepped off of the couch and kneeled in front of the couch beside me. I knew what. The opposite was true of my personal life, however. I took the same strong desire and need to please, but it was directed at someone who didn’t or couldn’t provide clear and respectful goals and expectations. When my trust broke down, the reaction from boyfriends deteriorated until abuse became the driver to get results from me. The relationship was perverted from a free and joyful desire to please and serve into forcing compliance from me.Before I left that last meeting, I paused at the door,. I have no key. It's in my dress. I can't take the collar off.Oh god, I look like a slave!No no no no no no no noShe quietly trembled and cried. Terror started to creep into her thoughts.Oh god, I'm still at home. Nobody can see me like this. Nobody can see me collared. NEVER. I need to get out of here.She reached with her free hand to unlatch the other, then reached down to free her legs. As she did so, she saw a note fall to the floor. She gasped with fear and froze, then reached down to.